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#ART... Everyday I have to wake up to guilt...  Guilt left over from knowing I broke laws that don't even concern me.  Civilization will fall, they will remember I said so.  I know I am about to succeed because a woman I know from nowhere claims to love me.  I'm beginning to have friends but it doesn't make sense. I know these people, I see them everyday, they said they made the bible, claimed it was God's word, but I know the truth.  I mean, why shouldn't I? I'm not blind.  Come here let me talk to you.  I just think religion is education, and I hate education; it's targeted at the influential and the gullible.  Still, there will always be racism.  Do you get my point?  Do you think me sick?  After pain you know, there's painkillers,  after painkillers, there's depression,  depression brings more pain.  Do you have a clearer view of my point now?  Everytime I told her I love her, I felt like a liar as I was rea...

#ART...  #LetterFromADeadMan...  Let me tell you a story.  Sit down, let me talk to you.  Do you see that man behind you?  Look, is there anyone there?  Life is a bed of roses, understand that God loves beauty. These people here, you'll never understand...  They'll never understand you too.  That's man; only mean something in your life when he's right by you.  While you sit, open your ears, but I'm really asking you to open your heart.  I always had myself believe the day I die would be the day I was forgotten...  It happened, I don't feel that way.  Cheat no one, you'll never be happy.  The day you begin to satisfy men, you begin to understand futility.  Have you heard of pride?  Have you met pride?  Have you felt pride; not just a feeling, it's a presence.  It still baffles me the way the mind of man works...  Nothing about my life was clear to me till the day I left...  I never left, that ...

#ART...  I don't want power, I don't want fame.  I just want to be a standard.  I should want the riches and the money,  I actually want to be the law.  I don't want the best anything or everything,  I just want to be the reason anything is called "best."  I don't want to question my existence or the existence of God That would just make me a part of the hypocrites constantly fighting themselves to prove a point.  Many just want to be happy Many want to be rich.  Many want answers to questions Many just want to be free.  Many want a fulfilled life Many don't even know what it means.  Give me a pen and paper, let me show you things you will never be content to know...

#ART...  Everyone deserves a chance to cry Many do not deserve the tears.  I am lonely, I am sad.  I am weak, I am proud.  I know my faults, I know who I have hurt.  I long for it, yet I will never admit it;  The father I never had, Understanding from those around me,  Internal peace,  Solitude,  Fulfilled aspirations,  A say...My say,  My voice.  Yet, I am stuck, living like my life would end each next day.  I have loved, I live I am incompetent, I am confident,  I am boastful;  I am the weakness in anger and that evil in fear.  I am detached, I am self-conscious.  I know what I stand for. Yet, how much does my body want to carry out that fight that my spirit puts up?  I will still crave for it.  How many mistakes did I blame on fate?  How many times did I feel under the shadow of a father I never had but knew, was the only way to shed light on my mishaps?  How many years did I wai...

#‎ ART‬... If I were to choose from my list of things most ‪controversial‬, I would choose and say "I wish I never thought of school."  Yet, these ‪words‬, ‪school‬ taught me to speak, this idea nonetheless, formal ‪education‬ engraved on the walls of my ‪mind‬; Those who look down on you are just "curious" ‪people‬ with low self ‪esteem‬, they need as much ‪comfort‬ as is proposed that you need.  You're bait whenever they speak and you're too shallow to ignore. If they say to you: "why work to kill yourself," say to them: "Till the day I die, be quiet while I work."  If ever, they make you look, feel even, like you are behind ‪progress‬, think to yourself and stick to what you would define progress as.  Death is only stagnance, there is no better way to live than ‪define‬ and redesign (ART).  If you ever feel bad about yourself, if it is ‪regret‬ over wrong doings, even the ‪bible‬ is against hardened sinners...  Yet, never let anyone...

‪#‎ ART‬...  I am content to say I am a man.  I am a legend, allow me be a sage.  Call me superstitious because I fell in love once.  Call me superstitious because I even believe in man. Left-handed, I hit a man because he hurt my feelings. One-handed, I took a man's dignity, as he failed to damage my legacy.  Maybe I have a heart, someone hurt my feelings..  I was disappointed once.  Then, my one flaw, I do not understand man or how to trust one How then do I hate something that can never mean anything to me?  I am inappropriately dutiful, call these words larger than life... If life were so small.  On the inside, I have died once Permit me to again die, somewhere maybe, unlike a phoenix.  Few words, like true words of wisdom.  Few words, I told them... I will always tell them...